Her Feet

Meng Qingge rushed to the wardrobe, grabbed a coat and put it on Wang Meilin.

Only then did Xu Mingyang see that Meng Qingge was here as well.

"Can we talk inside?" Xu Mingyang asked.

"We have nothing to talk about." Wang Meilin said coldly, "Didn't you say that seeing each other once in a while would make you a stranger?"

Xu Mingyang was too lazy to continue talking with her, he just pushed her away and entered the room. He sat down on the sofa, "So what if you say so? Do I agree? "

"The one who is at a disadvantage is me!" Wang Meilin slammed the door.

Meng Qingge was shocked.

"You didn't look at all reluctant last night." Xu Mingyang leaned on the sofa with a cynical look on his face. "You were very happy last night. What, you're not going to recognize anyone after you put on your pants?"

Meng Qingge's eyes darkened slightly. This rascal's appearance was really similar to Ji Wanzhou.